I was back in Sydney recently to sort out a few very heavy things in my life. I might tell you about them another time. But Lavender Bay was a beautiful pause in my trip. There is such a feeling of nostalgia in Sydney, not just because that’s where I grew up. It’s an energy I pick up from poets and artists who once thrived in areas like the Hawkesbury River and Potts Point. So I suppose it’s no wonder I feel so drawn to Lavender Bay, as this is where Wendy Whiteley (and her husband Brett Whitely) converted what was basically a junk yard, in to the little oasis it is today. Wendy is shy, but I’ve spoken to her a few times and she was even happy to pose for a portrait. I make sure to thank her for the care she’s taken in this garden she keeps up for the public to enjoy.
Here is a quick pen sketch I did while sitting there in the sun.